ART – Aesthete and other fallacies

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YOUR FLESH

I have seen the world over since I met you last. All my feelings went tumbling within the tight curve of the wave of wonders the one I couldn’t imagine and couldn’t control, the one you fed me patiently.

I coughed many times overwhelmed by the rash salt, scraping the inside of my many doubts. I danced on the edge of the spumescent blue blade building up and up towards the escape airlock beyond the impossible.

I am here now yet at another gate hoping for many more to come my way and open my eyes to more magic.

I don’t know more than before maybe even less. What is extraordinary is that I let my ignorance offer me peace. I conform to it, granting it my respect so every day is a new beginning.